Miraquill
An Ode to Mother Nature
"Beautifully catastrophic
An oxymoron if you will
She takes her children in
Like refugees of the earth..."
truths_left_unspoken
"forgive me for being gone for so long..."
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truths_left_unspoken
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Read More"Beautifully catastrophic
An oxymoron if you will
She takes her children in
Like refugees of the earth
We are simply pilgrims
Seeking constant shelter
In the wake of a crisis
Wanting something more
We take for granted
What we have
The beauty of the sky
With hues like the autum leaves
When the sun would rise and set
The illumination of the stars
That light up the night sky
In Our times of darkeness
And becomes the muse of all our poetries
We take For granted
The gentle caresses of the air
The smell of the salty ocean sea
And the Petrichor
That rises from the earth
After a rainy day
And lingers to our delight
We owe it to her
To make up for what we've lost
She loves us still
And she cries For us still
Have you ever sat with her
On a rainy day
And listened to her?
She exists
To keep us alive
She dosent mean to hurt us
But She must retaliate
In order to live on
So on this day of the earth
Let's praise what she's given us
The beauty of Her love
Our life..."
©truths_left_unspoken
Hello everyone. I'm posting a bit later than I usually would but I hope you still see this. This poem was originally inspired by a project that I started on Earth day. It was really difficult to write at first because The words wouldn't flow the way I had wanted them to. I still feel as if my writing is a but stiff but I promise I'm working hard everyday to get better. Once again, please be paitent with me in my absences. I'm not leaving, and I don't plan to anytime soon. So, please enjoy what I have prepared for you today. Thank you so much everyone for your constant support. It was such a heartwarming thing to see all the warm comments you left on my last post. I'll try not to disappear for that long again. I still have a few poems that I still have yet to publish here so expect even more poetry. If you'd like, leave a bit of feedback for me so I can see how much progress I've made. Once again, thank you so much everyone. I promise I'll write again soon~
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truths_left_unspoken
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I've forgotten how to write
How to speak
The pen
Like another language
Feels unknown to me
But this voice
Hidden deep
Within the crevices of my heart
They bleed the words
I wish to speak
I need this time
Alone
To live
To think
How can a voice echo so loud
But hide so deep
I loved to write
About worlds before
My time
Is limited
And soon Will be cut short
And therefore
I Will write once more
Forgive me for my absence
Forgive me for
Thease words
I haven't wrote for a while
The worlds been chaotic
And my minds been ruining wild
Alas
I have more to say than what I thought
So Please
Be patient with me
For I never said
That my writing
Would stop
But in fact
I've found another life
Another muse
Perhaps
A brand new start...
©truths_left_unspoken
Good evening everyone, I know I seem to go on long breaks a lot more often than I used to. This world has been driving me mad and I can't write under thease stains, I can't concentrate on poetry when my minds a mess, please forgive me. I've written a lot more on my own but I promise I haven't left. If Anything, I've been trying to figure out how to write again. How to create a string of words, without being cliche or too much like the others. It's a funny thing to look back at your old posts and to realise how much you've changed. How much you've given yourself permission to be free, not putting yourself in a box. There's been so many things that have happend while using Mirakee, so many wonderful people who've supported me. It's something perhaps, too many take for granted. I want to write a book someday, out of all thease poems that I have, and perhaps, become an author of some sort. I don't know how many people would still bother to read poetry (Or read ANYTHING for that matter) but nevertheless, I will still try.
Forgive me for the rambling and perhaps to most people, constant gibberish. I hope that perhaps someone will find something meaningful hidden within this.
If you'd like, give me feedback on what I can do to improve, however harsh it may be
Thank you so much for your constant support.
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@shaliya @darknessisbliss @microknight @poetrydeliveryI am Still Here
"I've forgotten how to write
How to speak
The pen
Like another language
Feels unknown to me
But this voice
Hidden deep
Within the crevices of my heart
They bleed the words
I wish to speak
I need this time
Alone
To live
To think
How can a voice echo so loud
But hide so deep..."
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truths_left_unspoken
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May, I take your hand
If scars touch your face
And you shade your eyes
I'll still Take my hand
To caress your face
And if you blush my dear
Will it be enough
To kiss your lips
To feel this rush
For in my heart
You linger there
Only if I may
Only if I May
I'll whisper to you
A poem or too
So That your heart shall hear
How it aches for you
How I long
For your presence near
For the world to see
That I love you still
And That love is deep
In hopes you forget
That sadness was real
That we'll never part
And that wounds still heal
These things I say
I'll say unto you
But Only if I may
Only if I may
For in my soul
I'd hold your heart
Near to the moon
While you're holding mine
And in my eyes
You're the dawn that wakes
Your That night That sets
That lays my soul
Down To rest
And I Write all this
To say to you
In hopes That Words
Hold dear to you
So darling rest
While I pray for you
Only if I may
Only if I may
Only if I may...
©truths_left_unspoken
This poem I wrote was inspired by a song that I was listening to. "Ne me quitte pas" (do not leave me) is a song written by a Belgian chansonnier named Jacques Brel. When this song was written, it was at a time when Brel's mistress, threw him out of her life. She was pregnant with his child and because Brel refused to acknowledge it was his, she later had an abortion. Brel wrote this piece, not as a love song, but as a hymn to "the cowardice of men" and the levels they were willing to stoop, to keep the woman they love. Jacques Brel did acknowledge however, that he understood why women would feel pleasure assuming this was a love song.
#writersnetwork #life #darkness #melt #heartache
#passionate #entwined #depths #souls #kiss #erotic #love #darling #hope #mirakeeworld #pod #embracing #poetry #eternity #powerful #inspiring @tomorrow_is_amazing @microknight @geraldine_mary @shailya @vicki_73 @john_solomon @writersnetwork @when_eyes_narrate @ericwk @mirakeeOnly if I May
"I'll whisper to you
A poem or too
So That your heart shall hear
How it aches for you
How I long
For your presence near
For the world to see
That I love you still
And That love is deep
In hopes you forget
That sadness was real
That we'll never part
And that wounds still heal
These things I say
I'll say unto you
But Only if I may..."
©truths_left_unspoken -
truths_left_unspoken
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I had walked along
A silver lake
When her eyes
Had met with mine
Peering into
The reflection of my past
And in an instance
There was laughter
From a family of five
They surrounded a table
Of home cooked meals
With an aroma
Dancing through the room
There were children
Laughing
Playing around The table
As if tomorrow
Wouldn't come
There was warmth
An immense warmth
That traveled
From one heart to the other
Music playing in the background
Slow dances among the lovers
The romances
And There was I
That child
Sitting amongst the masses
With gleaming eyes
It was there
That the last memory of my grandmother
took place
It was there That I listened
To her stories
Memories That she had
When she was a girl
And in a instant
She was gone
In the reflection
Of my past
I look back
With Dewey eyes
Forever Reminded
Of my innocent life
And although much time had passed
Since those fateful days
I pray that these moments in time
Are sealed Within
The depths Of my heart
Forever...
I sincerely apologize for the constant inactivity�� I'm still catching up on a few things and my rhythm seems to be a bit out of place. I suppose I need a bit of time to myself. I've been trying to write more but at the same time I've also been dealing with life and family issues and just constantly unsure of where my life is going. I don't know I'm going to do but I know I'll figure our something�� I've missed writing very much and I hope to continue to tell stories. Any who, thank you all once again for your support.��❤���� I will definitely try to find time to start writing again. Please be patient with me����❤
~thank you����❤❤
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@when_eyes_narrate @darknessisbliss @microknightMirroring Nostalgia
"In the reflection
Of my past
I look back
With Dewey eyes
Forever Reminded
Of my innocent life
And although much time had passed
Since those fateful days
I pray that these moments in time
Are sealed Within
The depths Of my heart
Forever..."
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truths_left_unspoken
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Please don't fear darling
For I am only a fallen angel
Seeking asylum in your heart
Where dreams are encompassed
And endless desires are fulfilled
Tell my love
To kiss the stars
For my soul shall kiss him back
Chase the moon
That fills this cavernous night
For in my heart
I've succumbed
to your endless dreams
And enriched desires
Now your soul is where I'll lie
©truths_left_unspoken
#cezara #writersnetwork #forever #life #memories #dreams #solace #warmth #comfort #enraptured #eternal #destiny #romantic #uplifting #depth #waiting #love #mirakeeworld #pod #poetry #eternity #powerful #inspiring #stars #night
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@when_eyes_narrate @darknessisbliss @microknight"Tell my love
To kiss the stars
For my soul shall kiss him back"
©truths_left_unspoken -
truths_left_unspoken
181w
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@writersnetwork @ericwk @mirakee @when_eyes_narrate @shaliya @darknessisbliss @microknight @valerio_soveranoStifling silence
In the wake of a bellowing roar
Alone you stood
Crippling
In Hopeless light
In the epitome of your despair
You'd slowly disappear
As tears crept
From the crevices of your eyes
Your heart cried out of loneliness
"Dear God!
Save me from this pain!
Make me reborn
Into another soul
So that I may rejoice your miracles
Once again..."
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truths_left_unspoken
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I am a young girl of three
Who enjoys quiet nights
Spent with the moon
And waking up
To the romantic hours of the morning sun
I have colored skin
Yet my heart is universal
Life is my school
While I attend it's classes
Like a constant student
Forever seeking knowledge
And gaining wisdom
In return
When my youth fails me
And I become old and frail
When my lungs fail
And My heart gives out
Tell the world
To kiss the stars
Because my soul
Shall kiss them back
although
My existence shall dissipate
Know that my words
shall never die
My memories shall live on
Eternally inscribed
Engraved
In the depths of their hearts
Forever...
©truths_left_unspoken
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@when_eyes_narrate @shaliya @darknessisbliss @microknightThis is me
"When my youth fails me
And I become old and frail
When my lungs fail
And My heart gives out
Tell the world
To kiss the stars
Because my soul
Shall kiss them back"...
©truths_left_unspoken -
truths_left_unspoken
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Among quiet nights
While I sit in the evening chair
A spark of light
Seemed to cast a shadow
And in the corner of the room
Sits a little girl
Huddled in this empty space
Rocking silently to herself
As I try to reach for the thoughts
That whirled around the room
While the lights flicker
On And off
The disturbed silence
Doesn't rock me
Am I insane
To think
that this silent noise is soothing?
The little girl spoke to me
With breathless eyes
They entice me
But when I go to her
She disappears
Am I mad
To think that she exists?
To think that her raven black hair
Is only what is becoming of me?
Quietly I sit
In this old rocking chair of mine
While My thoughts continue to fly
I look back
At the little girl in the corner
Only to discover it was me
In this epitome of silence
I must be mad to think
That I was sane
This whole time...
©truths_left_unspoken
Once again, Apologies for the inactivity lately. I've been going to school and just catching up on a few things. I've also had a bit of a writer's block, so I haven't been writing much. I would get back to it in a little bit though.
Thank you��❤❤
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@writersnetwork @ericwk @mirakee @when_eyes_narrate @shaliya @darknessisbliss @microknight @valerio_soveranoThe little girl
"The little girl spoke to me
With breathless eyes
They entice me
But when I go to her
She disappears
Am I mad
To think that she exists?"...
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truths_left_unspoken
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Darling
Lay me down
Unveil my soul
Naked and bare
So that I may unveil my dream
I'd once had
Let my love dwell
In your heart Alone
So that I may live with you
In this eternal death
Forever
©truths_left_unspoken
#writersnetwork #mirakee #wordoftheday #garden #forever #life #darkness #saudade #entwined #depths #souls #kiss #erotic #love #darling #heartfilled #hope #love #mirakeeworld #pod #embracing #barren #love
#poems #poetry #eternity #powerful #inspiring @tomorrow_is_amazing @microknight @ponygirl902 @laughing_soul @when_eyes_narrate @storm_rider @ericwk @mirakee @redpaint @valerio_soverano"Unveil my soul
Naked and bare
So that I may unveil my dream
I'd once had..."
©truths_left_unspoken -
truths_left_unspoken
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Sadness and depression
Climbs Into my bones
Leaving scars Of past And present relations
And although
Words aren't Sticks And stones
Do not think
That for one second
They hurt any less
I know this sadness will fade somehow
I shall continue this fight
And find a way
To sustain this endless battle
As the devil tempts the hands of fate
But the world shall witness
My constellation of scars
Shall tell the story
Of a survivor
That I haven't given up
And I'll live to tell the tale
Again And Again
Forever...
©truths_left_unspoken
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@tomorrow_is_amazing @writersnetwork @ericwk @fireblast_ @microknight @laughing_soul @redpaint @when_eyes_narrate @darknessisbliss @shaliya"But the world shall witness
My constellation of scars
Shall tell the story
Of a survivor"...
©truths_left_unspoken
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mercurial
103w
BE NEAR
I am but a man scared of his reflection.
So I hit the mirror and create a rain of shattered glasses.
My eyes drawn to the painful cuts on my knuckle.
I feel no pain, no shame.
Afraid to stand before you I fled
Right into the arms where solace lies not
I am a scary cat afraid of his own shadow
I seek the dark where shadows cannot form.
The relief it brings is so short lived.
Even leavened bread brings better satisfaction.
I am a prey afraid of the hunter
When I fall I run in search of your face...again
Your promises filling my mind, I seek you
Just like the thirsty Deer searches for water.
So when the days grow dark and the light scares me,
When my mistakes mess with my head,
And lost opportunities come mocking me,
When doubts creep in and creates a vacuum in my heart
When fear crawls in and makes my soul weary
When the shadows appear long and scary
When my life becomes a horror movie
When living becomes a task, death enticing...
Teach me to trust your saving grace
Tell me the fog will clear
Draw me close to your bosom and console me like a child
Be my shield, let me cling to you.
Hold my hand and let strength slip through me.
Do not let the world match me to the grave
Let your light pierce my heart.
Lord, stand close.
Lord, hold my hands.
Lord, give me life.
Lord, please be near.
© MerCuriAl -
mauve_
112w
Read MoreThe heart rested, deep down the collar, throbbing rough. It yearned to break off from the crimson manacles and the hollow ribs. Statistically, it was best for me to give up,
on my tarnishing instincts.
I D
I
D (Pretending to be hopeful)
'N
T.
A fish can never give up on swimming, it's niche doesn't allow it to do so, once it wasn't adapt to it. But it had to survive, adapt and evolve. Rest is history, life began from the sea.
(Atleast that's what the myth narrates)
Crux of the tedium was to find a sanctum, a haven, to cache my bliss, away from infectious sorrows and torment pandemics. I vowed to protect it, from all masked satans.
My search B
E
G (The pretence ensues)
A
N
First, I hid my volumes of happiness in my eternally smiling doll. Rosy cheeks, sapphire eyes, golden hair, dressed in peace-radiating shreds. A kindred spirit, by my side, when I laughed at my swapped shoes or cried after the bullies pinched my soul. Grated into nylon yarns when anger took over for its first. It was to be replaced.
After losing smidgen bliss, another refuge for hiding my bliss came in existence. People tend to tremble like a mellow leaf during a squall, from their shadows. They gobble your identity, an addition to their stygian silhouette.
I found solace in it. It travelled with me when sun glared at my breath. When the moonburn, gradually tore my skin, it was there, with me, just to leave me again when lights drove off.
Shattered, A
G
A ( Optimism's facade fades)
I
N.
With skosh glee as residue,others evaporated, as rain from dry sand. I blindfold my senses, skipping the fact that the bruises over my heart have made it porous, leftover faith flowing out.
Insecurities, a catalyst to this reaction.
I stumble over a water fountain, its water, splashing, a sudden peace to a heterogeneous mind. It's cool slap on my face, bringing me back to present as I sobbed over blurry past. It stored my bliss, camouflaging with it's blue hues safely, to my relief. Different colours of lights of the fountain, different wavelengths, shades of my moods. I related much, sitting by it's edge, praising elysian night, moon, stars, saving me from succumbing to loneliness.
Night goes by, ending my solivagant bliss. The water fountain no more, destroyed by so-called civilisation developers. No place to store my iota glee in. I decided to store it in my smile. I've too less to lose.
I rarely S
M
I
L
E.
©Mahek Shah
Pc to the rightful owner.©Mahek Shah
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autumnbreeze
116w
Read MoreI trade my silence with flares
of rush gripped by you.
A trail of wonderland
fabricated right beneath the chaos.
Yet, I'm unaware about
what love is.
My eyes gleam at beams
of ecstasy showered by you.
A spectrum of mirth
disposed at the very brim of it.
Yet, I'm unaware about
what love is.
My hands leak phrases
of pleasure worn out by you.
A lullaby of lust
treasured in bits and parts of recklessness.
Yet, I'm unaware about
what love is.
My lips bleed nectar
of rebirth manifested by you.
A water of aspiration
purged for the only reason to be fouled again.
Yet, I'm unaware about
what love is.
My life render stiches
of peace unravelled by you.
A fabric of belonging
knitted with intangible knots of disgrace.
Yet, I'm unaware about
what love is.
My art possess hues
of fulfillment ventured by you.
A poetry of liberation
rescued from greased scars of past.
Yet, l'm unaware about
what love is.
I recite your name
subjugating vanity prevailed by you.
A notch of resilience
bent over through deem presence.
Yet, I'm unaware about
what love is.
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@mirakee @writersnetwork @senden_k @soulfulstirrings @_kabirMy life render stiches
of peace unravelled by you.
©autumnbreeze -
ponygirl913
116w
Read MoreOne of the first poems I ever wrote dedicated to @jumpingbean1214 You’re stronger than anyone I know.
That girl that turned diabetic
Is a real trooper I see
She is like a killer shark within
She is stronger than an elephant
Nobody can bring her down
She thought it was the end
But it was just the beginning
Like a monkey starting a business
She rose to the top
That girl that turned diabetic
©ponygirl913 -
Earlier my quotes were the direct messages for you.
And now,
It's my direct attack for you.
©nibblethoughts -
poetrydelivery
116w
Read More@writersnetwork. @mirakee
@lovenotes_from_carolyn
@shashwatmishra_kanahiya @luzdeldia
I laid her as if arrayed to the ground ,
her luscious body elevated making not one sound.
and's I stood like a child in hound. my eyes began animation, because my heart was been captivated.
I was watching my stem, her thorns that gave dimension, making my complete rose, and in the end my total lost. was momentous it felt enchantingly gravitational. soundless but emotional.
I thought i was one touching ground. but that was not possible i could see all around. but she never looked down, really only locked out,
and only lucked out. For somewhere she found and was founded.. feeling fine sky flying higher forgetting about a sayer. one that came not too mayor but love and pleasure...
intuition been interrupted
taking a shot is now taken for granted
colours that lead to clues.
clues that don't lead to you.I laid her as if arrayed to the ground ,
her luscious body elevated making not one sound.
and's I stood like a child in hound. my eyes began animation, because my heart was been captivated. I was watching my stem, her thorns that gave dimension, making my complete rose, and in the end my total lost.
It was momentous it felt enchantingly gravitational. soundless but emotional.
i thought I was one touching ground. but that was not possible i could see all around. but she never looked down, really only locked out,
and only lucked out. For somewhere she found and was founded.. feeling fine sky flying higher forgetting about a sayer. one that came not too mayor but love and pleasure...
intuition been interrupted
taking a shot us now taken for granted
colours that lead to clues.
clues that don't lead to you.
©poetrydelivery -
incommunicado
116w
Read MoreThank you @mirakee family for so much love and support .It’s just the beginning. I have posted one of my best poems - link in bio do read and send some love and likes #1500followers
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sundram22verma
116w
Baarish ke
Mausam mein bhi
Baarisho ka
Thikaana nahi
Dekhiye huzur
Mausam bhi
Mausam ki tarah
Badal Gaya
Phir log kya cheej hai Janaab...!
©sundram22verma -
LOVELORN
I smelt of whiskey, you smelt
Of Sunday morning and its grace,
Yes, we laughed yesterday,
We shed some tears today;
We pile history upon history
And bring each other misery.
You come with gasoline
And I come with fire
Now that you've flown away
I stand like a lonely tree.
Would you respond with wrinkles
He who bestows you dimples?
Doesn't it hurt for lovers to become
Strangers in a strange land?
©ckfilvan -
shashagilbert_
116w
Read Moreᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ's ʙʟᴏᴄᴋ
with the charcoal hair
and high pitched giggles
you reside inside me,
as i see my hands trembling
i always try my best
to water my window plants
with a can full of holes
oh we've all been there
i am like the little boy
who lives down the street
scribble his best plans
in charcoal like Brunelleschi
then throwing them in the fireplace
shhhh no one will ever see
see it evanescence, like every last dream
or like an old woman
who has seen nine lives
sitting at her kitchen table
she can't confront her inner
ghosts anymore because
they hide where her arm
can't reach as her partner
used to lift all the heavy things
so why bother cloaking?
yes you with your messy kitchen
yes you with your dusty keys
yes your with your demanding job
and you with your sawdust dreams
may be we are miles apart but
you live right next to me
we are all living together on writer's block
i agree that the drains are clogged
the chimneys are smoked
and the whole of us are broken or broke
get it out, let it go
isn't it beautiful?
the little speck of hope
you find on the sidewalk
of writer's block.
~ｓｈａｓｈａｇｉｌｂｅｒｔ
@writersnetwork @mirakee.
